Mia leaves home

I awoke this Sunday morning to a very eerie silence. Neither puppy was in the house yet all the doors were closed. I have been quite protective of little Mia since the suicide drop on her second day with us and was instantly filled with the same dread. I jumped out of bed (and for those who know me - this rarely happened). I called out for Mia and only Charlie came running. Where could she be? Against my better judgement and after having a conversation with myself about the plausibility of her being outside, I openned the back door to find my precious looking up at me waiting for a cuddle. As you can see from these pictures, my

little Mia has been coerced by her big brother to leave the confines of her safe warm home with Mummy and to brave the outside world. There is a problem, and I am sure that Charlie had considered this prior to the "break-out" and that is that my little sweetheard cant get back in! That aside I guess I should be happy that she's growing up and feeling more independent. Just wait a second as I wipe a tear from my eye.